Marmitetology Mix

[kln@a.crl.com]

I still dream of Marmite sauce,
I wake up hungry,
You're cooking now,
And you're just in reach --
But you and food escape me!
You're like Sweet Butter sticks
that clog my arteries:
What makes it special,
Makes it dangerous,
So I get margarine,
and forget . . .

But every time I cook,
You're here in my pan,
Like orange marmelade melting ---
Oooh I just know it's going to happen,
I don't know how,
But just smelling it can even make me hungry!

I'm cooking dinner, Daddy . . .

Yummy yummy yummy yum
Yummy yummy yummy
Yummy yummy yummy yum

Your girl's cooking now, your girl's cooking now

(fade out to sound of sizzling frying pan)

Karen  kln@a.crl.com